"Alright, you may all leave," the Emperor said to the five imperial physicians.

"Yes, Your Majesty." The five imperial physicians respectfully withdrew.

"Your Majesty, the courtesan died from sexual intercourse, and there were even traces of male bodily fluids in her body. But now it has been proven that my elder brother is still a virgin and has never had sexual intercourse. It is clear that he has been wronged. I beg Your Majesty to investigate thoroughly." Yun Qingran clasped her hands and bowed her head heavily in pleading.

"Yes, I know that Yun Qingbi has been wronged, but this case has a terrible impact and must be thoroughly investigated to find out the truth and bring the murderer to justice, otherwise we will not be able to explain to the people." The Emperor looked at Jun Molin and said, "Prince Beihan, this case is entrusted to you, with Minister Jiang Aiqing of the Court of Judicial Review assisting you."

Everyone knows the relationship between the Prince of Beihan and the Yun family, yet the Emperor assigned this case to the Prince of Beihan, showing no regard for appearances. The Emperor clearly favors the Yun family. The ministers silently elevated the Yun family's status in their hearts.

"Yes, Father." Jun Molin clasped his hands in response.

"If you have something to report, speak now; otherwise, the court is adjourned," the Emperor said, looking at the ministers below.

No one spoke. The Emperor said in a light tone, "Since there is nothing to report, let's adjourn the court."

After saying that, he quickly walked back to the inner hall.

The Emperor is also very proactive about going to and from get off work (?????)

"Respectfully seeing off His Majesty." After seeing His Majesty off, the ministers rose and left the palace in twos and threes.

"Your Highness, Prince of Beihan, Princess Rongchang, where are we going now?" Jiang Yunqi asked Jun Molin and Yun Qingran after leaving the palace.

"Let's go to the scene first and see if there are any clues," Yun Qingran replied.

"Mm." Jun Molin nodded, then curled his lips into a doting smile. "Ranran, whatever you want to do, I'll agree with you and accompany you."

Jiang Yunqi, standing to the side, remained expressionless, only licking his lips.

"Mmm, you're the best." Yun Qingran nodded, then took his arm. "Let's go."

"Lord Jiang, our carriage is small, only enough for two people. Please ride your horse. We'll meet at the entrance of Baihua Pavilion." Jun Molin put his arm around Yun Qingran's waist and said to Jiang Yunqi with a smile.

"Yes." After hearing this, Jiang Yunqi silently went to ride his horse.

"Why did you do this?" Yun Qingran asked Jun Molin after Jiang Yunqi left.

"Do you feel sorry for him after I treated him like this?" Jun Molin pouted like a child, looking at Yun Qingran with red eyes.

"Jun Molin, how can you be so cute!" Yun Qingran pinched his puffed-up cheeks with both hands.

A handsome man acting cute is the most irresistible!

°*:.☆(￣▽￣)/$:*.°★*

"Don't change the subject. I'm showing off my love in front of Jiang Yunqi. Are you feeling sorry for him?" Jun Molin asked relentlessly, like a nagging wife.

"Big brother, have you forgotten? I'm not the original Yun Qingran. I'm Yun Qingran from the 21st century. I've never liked Jiang Yunqi." Yun Qingran helplessly shrugged.

After hearing her words, Jun Molin suddenly realized that the Ranran in front of him was not the original owner of the body; the one who liked Jiang Yunqi was the original owner, Yun Qingran.

"Ranran, are you thirsty or tired? Do you want some pastries?" Jun Molin quickly came up behind Yun Qingran and massaged her shoulders to express his apology for his unreasonable behavior.

"Hmph~" Yun Qingran gave a haughty snort, raised her head and walked away.

Jun Molin quickly followed and personally helped Yun Qingran onto the carriage.

When the people in the palace saw this gentle and humble scene, they all envied Yun Qingran from the bottom of their hearts. His Highness the Prince of Beihan was so good to Princess Rongchang.

The carriage carrying Jun Molin and Yun Qingran arrived at the entrance of Baihua Pavilion, where Jiang Yunqi was already waiting.

Because of the murder case, which involved officials of the imperial court, Baihuage Pavilion has been sealed off and is guarded by soldiers.

The three of them passed the guards and entered the Hundred Flowers Pavilion, arriving at the room where the incident had occurred.

“When we arrived after receiving the report, the door had already been broken open by the people from Baihualou, but it was still clear that the door was indeed bolted from the inside. We also carefully checked the windows, roof, and floor, and there were no problems.” Jiang Yunqi pointed to the doors, windows, roof, and floor one by one.

"Are you sure no one else has come into this room besides my brother?" Yun Qingran asked.

"I'm sure." Jiang Yunqi nodded affirmatively.

"Is it impossible even for someone with high martial arts skills?" Yun Qingran persisted.

“Princess Rongchang, even highly skilled martial artists are still human. They can’t just disappear out of thin air. Based on my years of experience in handling cases, during the time of the incident, apart from your elder brother and the deceased courtesan, no one else entered this room,” Jiang Yunqi affirmed.

He had his suspicions that some people with special skills might be able to enter without damaging doors, windows, roofs, or floors, and then leave silently. So he even asked his master to come and take a look, but after examining the place, his master confirmed his suspicions: no one had entered during the time of the incident.

Jiang Yunqi's master was the previous Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, who served in the Court of Judicial Review for forty years. He said that no one had entered the court when the case occurred, so it was impossible for anyone to have entered.

“Since no one has come in, and my brother isn’t the murderer, then it can only be her,” Yun Qingran said, looking at Jun Molin and Jiang Yunqi.

"The courtesan who died," Jun Molin continued.

“Yes, the problem lies with that dead courtesan.” Yun Qingran nodded.

“Princess Rongchang, Your Highness the Prince of Beihan, are you saying that the woman framed Brother Qingbi?” Jiang Yunqi was a little puzzled. “But that doesn’t make sense. If the woman framed Brother Qingbi, where did those injuries on her body come from? I’ve seen her body, and she couldn’t have inflicted those injuries herself. If she had someone else torture her to death first, how could a dead person get into the room and lock the door?”

“It’s very simple. We can have someone torture her half to death, then she can go in herself, put the door bolt shut from the inside, and then die next to my older brother, thus successfully framing him,” Yun Qingran said.

“If that’s the case, it makes sense, but why would that courtesan frame Brother Qingbi? I’ve looked into her background; she and Brother Qingbi don’t know each other at all. There’s no motive for her to torture herself like this to frame him.” Jiang Yunqi still had doubts.

“Money, feelings, being threatened—there are many reasons that could make her do this,” Yun Qingran said with a slight smile, arms crossed.

“This Miss Qiuju is the top courtesan at Baihua Pavilion. She’s been famous for a year or two. Apart from the large portion that Baihua Pavilion takes, she has at least 100,000 taels of silver in her own name. It doesn’t seem like she’s after money. She has no family or friends, and it doesn’t seem like she’s being threatened,” Jiang Yunqi said.

"So it's for feelings?" Yun Qingran lowered her arm.

“Miss Qiuju doesn’t know Brother Qingbi at all, so it doesn’t seem plausible to say that she hated him because of love,” Jiang Yunqi said, shaking his head.

"Who said she developed feelings for my brother? Perhaps she developed feelings for the person plotting behind the scenes, and then for the sake of that person who framed my brother. People in the sex industry, especially women who have made it big and are not short of money, are the most prone to being love-struck," Yun Qingran said slowly.